I am starting the expedition now though rainy and stormy weather :-) -- Frizzy@48.0026,7.8501 17:23, 4 June 2012 (GMT+02:00)

Fortunately the weather turned out to be sunny again and I had a nice bike ride along the Dreisam, through Umkirch and later through a forest to the hash. The microcoordination was a bit tricky because the ways through the forest were very strange...But finally I found a good place to park my bike besides a path and started to walk into the forest. I had just about 200 meters to go. First the way was very nice and dry and not with much bushes and easily to handle. But when there were 40 meters to go, I had to stop in front of a swamp with a lot of mosquitos. Then I heard a loud *clack*...

[Unfortunately my internet-connection broke in the forest, so I wasn't able to upload the other pictures from the hash site.]

Hijackal

Still on IRC at 17:51, Hijackal sees that Frizzy has already crossed the Dreisam (live pic), so he leaves his office immediately and gets on his way. Making good progress and avoiding wind and rain, he arrives in hash forest in 20 minutes. Circling the hash site on bike trails, he sees no other bike, so he has somehow managed to pass Frizzy. She was probably confused by her Android.

Hijackal attempts to reach the hash by a trail left by some motorized vehicle in years past, but that soon ends in a swamp with over 60 m to go, so he turns around, hoping to be more successful on of the other unmapped trails he had seen circling the hash. This time, there is another bike at the beginning of one of the other possible approaches. This path is much better, and Hijackal soon sees something blue through the trees - this must be Frizzy!

She is hesitating at the fringe of the swamp, but this part of the forest is much better than Hijackals first attempt, only 15 m of swamp to go. Luckily, a fallen tree bridges a deeper, completely liquid part of the swamp, and the two hashers are soon within 3 m of the hash, surrounded by huge mosquitoes. GPS accuracy is bad, so this is declared sufficient. Hasty pictures are taken, and the two happy hashers flee the clouds of thirsty mosquitoes.

The ride back is uneventful and efficient. Lovely countryside, threatening weather - luckily, everyone arrives home feeling only wind, not rain.

P.S.

Later, a tick is found on an unnamed part of an unnamed hashers body. It is removed, and starts walking around about five minutes after recovering from the initial shock. This probably means enough of the tick was removed. :)